Around this time five years ago, I was told and enforced upon the following  ”you make the weather.” I’ve been reminded of that recently because…well…the weather round here has been rather rambunctious lately, and I guess so have I. Rain, hail, snow, sleet, sun, clouds, rainbows and frost coverings. Kind of just going through it all, and reminding myself that all the question marks are followed by exclamation points, and that the crocuses are blooming, and that a little bit of time can prove big things, and that it’s okay if the longest train ever delays me to my destination cause I’m only getting a pretty fantastical moving street art show among them box cars, and I have all the right reasons for missing Baltimore, and that a headstand a day keeps the doctor a way, and that full moons make me get all introspective (which is good ‘n healthy), and that food is love/energy/necessary. And hey, my horoscope claims this weekend will bring along a “Gandhi-like” broadening of my views while the sun shines light on all the new opportunities…

I say: Bring it, life.